The sound of the wheels crushing the bluestone slabs was heard.

‘Wheel, wheel’

The servant with sharp ears immediately followed the sound and saw a carriage with the mark of the Zhao Prince's Mansion coming out of the fog.

He quickly put down the broom in his hand and walked into the Hou's Mansion.

Now Hong Yi's identity is not simple, but he has no name for his family tree. He visited the Hou Mansion as an outsider, but he has family affection, which makes Wu Wen Hou Mansion not know how to receive it.

If he is in his capacity, like the famous famous scholar "Qilin's Material" today, he will need to open the middle door and welcome one of the ladies.

But this is a joke to welcome the small, and it is a big joke to fall on the outside world. The face of Wu Wenhou Mansion will be dropped.

If you receive it as a concubine's son, even if you are a juren, you will just open a side door, and you won't even need someone to greet it specifically.

But Hong Yi's identity is not simple, a student of King Zhao, a new generation of literary masters recommended by Grandmaster Xie Wenyuan Dingli, and a literary talent who has been a junior and medium-sized student for a year.

If outsiders know that Wu Wen Hou Mansion uses a side door to receive this title, the hat that is negligent and rude cannot be taken off.

So Wu Wen Hou Mansion thought for a long time before he decided to open the middle gate and let Butler Wu go out to greet him.

Although he lost some identity and admitted his fear, he still did not really let the elders in his family pick up a junior who had been removed from the family tree.

It is not the best of both worlds, but it is also the most appropriate way to deal with it in an emergency.

It can be said that Mrs. Zhao really racked her brains in order to prevent the Hou Mansion from being embarrassed in front of Hong Yi. Even these meaningless places were desperately unwilling to fall at a disadvantage.

When Hong Yi had a gentle face, he had little memory that this housekeeper was the only one he had seen in the Marquis' Mansion.

However, after knowing a lot of inside story, he also knew that his mother passed away, and this man did not take action, but did not help him, but just stood ignorantly on his father's side.

After a change of thought, although Hong Yi's state is close to the point of not exceeding the rules, he has not yet truly reached the state of pure yang and impure where all the private thoughts are gone.

The strange image of the thoughts suddenly changed slightly, and a majestic aura fell. How could the pressure of the sages and sages be present to wait for Hong Yi to come?

It was about to stagger immediately, but fortunately, Hong Yi noticed his mentality fluctuations and quickly recovered.

The servants and servants only thought that they had just had an illusion.

After all, they are just some ignorant fools. Even if they really do something wrong, they should not bear it. Of course, if they really do evil things and have cause and effect in their hands, they should pay the price.

Ignorance is not a cover-up or excuse for doing evil.

Butler Wu was quite surprised that Hong Yi saw his performance and demeanor, and a dark light flashed in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking of writing.

But he still smiled like a kind and kind person on his face.

"Young Master Yi, it's been a long time since I was gone! Please come in!"

After giving in, Hong Yi's demeanor and etiquette were absolutely impeccable.

"I'm sorry, butler Wu comes out to greet him, so I don't dare to take it!"

Seeing that the gate of the Marquis' Mansion was wide open today, Hong Yi shook his head.

"Butler Wu, there is no need to be so grand. Just open the side door. Yi is just going home to meet his father..."

Butler Wu's face remained unchanged, and a hint of joy appeared in his eyes.

"Not bothering, no matter how close you are. Young Master Yi has a different identity now, so he naturally needs to be more formal."

After moving away from one position, Butler Wu signaled Hong Yi to enter the Hou's Mansion.

After taking a deep look at the Wu Wenhou Mansion with red tiles and white walls, Hong Yi did not hesitate and entered this long-lost mansion with his steps!

The pavilions are not exquisite, but they are all simple and grand.

The rockery forest scenery is all carefully prepared, and it also makes Hong Yi, who has been walking along the way, noticed this deliberate point.

‘If it was really just so conceited, how did Hong Xuanji like her?’

Thinking of the second and third ladies and a group of concubines in the mansion, Hong Yi vaguely understood that the root cause was the entanglement between his mother Meng Bingyun and Mrs. Zhao in the past.

This man has passed away, what's the point of thinking about this?

The bright and noble atmosphere around him did not weaken, but instead he seemed gentle and calm because he thought more, and there was a faint taste of returning to nature. The mellow and upright power even Mr. Wu, who was close to Hong Yi, received a lot of benefits.

Unfortunately, his heart is still hard to resolve, and he cannot reach the peak of the Martial Saint, let alone enter the realm of human immortals. Now, even if his combat power is no less than that of ordinary human immortals, his realm is still in the ordinary world.

Hong Yi was not slow, but Butler Wu was naturally even faster. The front and back yards of the huge marquis' mansion were not short, but the two of them had arrived at the inner courtyard in just half a cup of tea, which belonged to the study room of the main courtyard where Hong Xuanji was.

"Young Master Yi, the Marquis is inside, I'll take you to this place!"

Butler Wu bowed and bent down to salute, but said nothing else.

After looking at this old servant who is foolish and loyal, Hong Yi didn't say anything else, bowed his hand slightly, knocked on the door lightly, and stepped into it after hearing the response.

Once you enter the study, it feels like you have entered another world, full of the will of Hong Xuanji's personal aura.

Even if a person is confident, he will never be willing to fight with Hong Xuanji in such a place.

Because this is equivalent to the right time, place, and people in Hong Xuanji's hands.

However, all this is not important to Hong Yi. What is important is that after knowing the truth, he met his biological father for the first time in nearly four years, Wu Wenhou Hong Xuanji!

The purple gold crown, red suit, and the majestic breath unconsciously revealed, just like a god king who is in charge of the cycle of life and death in heaven and earth. Even if he just sits upright, he can suppress everything in the world.

Hong Yi, who had seen many powerful people, judged it at a glance that Hong Xuanji's cultivation was definitely far beyond the outside world's speculation, at least he was the peak of Qi, Blood, Martial Arts, and even the most powerful person with the essence of boxing intention.

"If you know you're back, it means you still have a father and a mother in your heart."

Seeing Hong Yi come in, Hong Xuanji raised his eyelids and a light flashed away, but suppressed all the strange images that Hong Yi unconsciously showed.

"It's great to study, but if you can't contribute to the country, you're a poor scholar. You know that taking the scientific exam is not in vain. King Zhao's teachings... But don't participate in this year's spring exam. Be on the limelight and go there in a few years!"

In the name of parents' ethics and status as their father, Hong Xuanji wanted to suppress Hong Yi's momentum in the name of Dayi. As a master of Neo-Confucianism, he naturally had some reason to deal with Hong Yi, and even outsiders could not say anything wrong.

However, Hong Yi, who has been influenced by hundreds of schools, has seen the classics of the Holy Land, and has experienced the erosion of time, how could Hong Yi be easily suppressed by these means?
Chapter completed!